Post by Friendship_Matters on Mar 29, 2009 13:19:06 GMT -7
Title: Cry for Freedom
Genre: Drama/Historical Fiction
Summary: After the death of Betsy's husband. All her family wants to do is escape and runaway. Betsy thinks the whites are going to far and she decides its time to escape. Will they get caught or will they make it to freedom?
Chapter 1
Treated Badly
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" Quit that crying you worthless Negro. Those floors arent going to get clean by themselves! " " Yes Sir." Betsy said holding back the tears. She was so devastated from the death. Her husband Harold had died from getting shot by the white family that owned them. He refused to work for them.
All Betsy had left was her two children Henry and Hope. Their jobs was to feed and clean after the animals and Clean and Polish the floors.
" Get in your cots. I will wake you at four to start Sunday Breakfast for my family. "
" C'mon Henry and hope get in your cots."
" Mama we miss papa." sighed Hope
" I know dear its hard. Hes lookin down at us from heaven. "
" Mama I dont wanna live like this. " " We have to Henry. We'll escape someday. " " Mama sing us a lullaby. " " follow the drinking gourd follow the drinking gourd for the old man is a waiting for to carry you to freedom if you follow the drinking gourd. "
Betsy kept humming that song to them until they all finally fell asleep. Thunder howled and lighting striked that night. The moon was very bright in the night sky and the clouds were very gray.
" Wake up! Hurry up and start breakfast. " " Right on it Sir."
The three of them got started on breakfast. They made fresh
eggs and sausage with fresh squeezed orange juice.
" Henry please go and set the table. " " okay mama. "
Henry went over and put the glasses on the table, then the silverware. Henry went and got the plates he placed them one by one and on the last one he dropped it. Pieces shattered everywhere.
" Henry! What have you done! " " Im sorry mama! It slipped! "
John the husband of the white family charged in.
" What is going on! " " Im sorry sir it was me i accidentally dropped a plate, Im so sorry! " " Sorry isnt good enough come with me! " " No sir please dont take my son he didnt meen to do it! Please no! "
John snatched Henry's arm and charged out of the room. John took henry into the barn and layed him over a stack of hay. Henry was screaming and crying but John ignored him and whipped his legs then his back. " whip, whip! " The whipping marks bled and bled. John took Henry back into the house.
" John how could you do that to my son! He didnt meen to."
" Be quiet and get back to work your my slaves! " Hope was bawling she loved her brother. Betsy went up to Henry and hope and whispered in their ear. Were gonna escape tomorrow night.
Genre: Drama/Historical Fiction
Summary: After the death of Betsy's husband. All her family wants to do is escape and runaway. Betsy thinks the whites are going to far and she decides its time to escape. Will they get caught or will they make it to freedom?
Chapter 1
Treated Badly
_____________
" Quit that crying you worthless Negro. Those floors arent going to get clean by themselves! " " Yes Sir." Betsy said holding back the tears. She was so devastated from the death. Her husband Harold had died from getting shot by the white family that owned them. He refused to work for them.
All Betsy had left was her two children Henry and Hope. Their jobs was to feed and clean after the animals and Clean and Polish the floors.
" Get in your cots. I will wake you at four to start Sunday Breakfast for my family. "
" C'mon Henry and hope get in your cots."
" Mama we miss papa." sighed Hope
" I know dear its hard. Hes lookin down at us from heaven. "
" Mama I dont wanna live like this. " " We have to Henry. We'll escape someday. " " Mama sing us a lullaby. " " follow the drinking gourd follow the drinking gourd for the old man is a waiting for to carry you to freedom if you follow the drinking gourd. "
Betsy kept humming that song to them until they all finally fell asleep. Thunder howled and lighting striked that night. The moon was very bright in the night sky and the clouds were very gray.
" Wake up! Hurry up and start breakfast. " " Right on it Sir."
The three of them got started on breakfast. They made fresh
eggs and sausage with fresh squeezed orange juice.
" Henry please go and set the table. " " okay mama. "
Henry went over and put the glasses on the table, then the silverware. Henry went and got the plates he placed them one by one and on the last one he dropped it. Pieces shattered everywhere.
" Henry! What have you done! " " Im sorry mama! It slipped! "
John the husband of the white family charged in.
" What is going on! " " Im sorry sir it was me i accidentally dropped a plate, Im so sorry! " " Sorry isnt good enough come with me! " " No sir please dont take my son he didnt meen to do it! Please no! "
John snatched Henry's arm and charged out of the room. John took henry into the barn and layed him over a stack of hay. Henry was screaming and crying but John ignored him and whipped his legs then his back. " whip, whip! " The whipping marks bled and bled. John took Henry back into the house.
" John how could you do that to my son! He didnt meen to."
" Be quiet and get back to work your my slaves! " Hope was bawling she loved her brother. Betsy went up to Henry and hope and whispered in their ear. Were gonna escape tomorrow night.